All language subtitles for Young.Justice.S04E16.720p.HMAX.WEB-DL.x264-NTb_Track03

Forager is very happy
to welcome Baby to our Hive.

Forager will also miss Bio-Ship
very, very much.

But Forager is happy that
Bio-Ship will graduate

to a new life stage of rest
and retirement on Mars.

Forager knows
Bio-Ship wished for such.

How is Megan Morse doing?

Uh, there are good days
and bad days.

More bad than good,
to be honest,

but I'm keeping busy.

I helped Em'ree
move in upstairs,

and get a job at
the Erdel Initiative.

I'm also closing up
Conner's affairs,

and that's very painful,

but my teammates
and the Kents and my friends,

everyone has been so wonderful,

stopping by, offering support,

and so, so many casseroles.

Megan Morse's Hive can help
Megan Morse get traught.

Has Megan Morse seen
Garfield Logan?

We've talked on the phone,

and he was
the first person that called
when I got back from M'arzz.

But Megan Morse has not
met with Garfield Logan?

Not yet. I imagine
has been busy with Space Trek

and The Outsiders and Perdita.

Garfield Logan has left
Space Trek 3016.

Garfield Logan no longer goes
on missions with the Outsiders,

and Garfield Logan has
broken up with Perdita Vladek.

Forager thinks
Megan Morse should go see
Garfield Logan.

Must we do this?

It is humiliating.

We apologize,
Lord Arion,

but it has been almost a month
since you revealed yourself,

and all of Atlantis
has been chanting your name.

Certainly you can see
the need for us to confirm
your identity.

If it is easier,

I can simply tell people
I lied about being Arion.

We are not trying to
make things easy.

We merely seek the truth.

Please, just perform
a little magic for us.

Anything will do.

Behold Arion.

the great Lord
and failure of Atlantis.

Well?

Uh, the test is not conclusive,

but your magical residue is
indeed, uh, unique.

Your magicks are of
an older strain

than any
we have encountered before.

Our readings concur,

and your DNA is a match with
Batman's samples

for both Vandal
and Cassandra Savage.

Then, it would seem we have
as much confirmation

of your immortality
as possible.

Short of a direct comparison
to Arion's DNA
from ancient Atlantis.

I'm afraid we did not think
to collect DNA samples
12000 years ago.

Unless we finally found
your legendary crown

with surviving hair follicles attached.

Our prophecies speak of
your crown.

Do you know where it is?

My crown, like my kingdom,
was lost

the day Atlantis was sunk,

buried by the sands of time,

and entombed by
the gravestone
you call Xebel.

For centuries,
archaeologists have searched
for the crown

in the ancient ruins
beneath Xebel.

Those excavations
barely go down a millennium.

The Earth consumed Atlantis
12 times that many years ago.

Whatever remains
of those ruins,

my ruins,
are likely beyond your grasp.

Don't shift your legs.
Keep your head straight
and back straight,

eyes focused on
your landing point.

Oh, you've got it.
You've got it.

It's harder than it looks.

Stand up, get up
Let's get traught

Try, try again
with all you've got!

Okay, okay,
this is getting old.

We're not getting anywhere.

I know you can
find your way back to me.

I believe in you, Conner.

We'll get through this... together.

I love you.

Love you, too, M'gann.

Don't know what I'd do
without you.

Arion! Arion!

Lord Arion,
forgive me if I overstep,

but you have been hiding
in sanctuary here
for weeks now.

There are Atlanteans below
from all eight City-States.

Could you not say something
to give these people hope?

I never wanted this, Chian.

With respect, my Lord,
what else could you expect?

You single-handedly saved
Poseidonis twice.

I owed Atlantis that much.

If I could
sneak away unnoticed,

without causing a riot...

I would.

Arion! Arion!

They're rioting
in Xebel, in Arion's name.

King Nereus must be stewing
in his own juices.

I believe that is called irony.

Father has been
actively alienating
his citizens

from Poseidonis and you
for years.

Suddenly he's surprised
Xebelians want a new order?

His attempts to sway the masses
now fall on ears

that only hear the Prophecy.

A prophecy that
merely muddies the waters.

"The stranger come
from out our past.

The Trident's threat,
the Red Death, the True King."

Orin, even I must admit,

these elements of the prophecy

resonate with
Arion's recent deeds,

and understandably,
with all of Atlantis.

As you can see,
Kaldur'ahm,

this is a delicate
and complex situation.

Take a covert squad to Xebel
to search for Arion's crown.

The Watchtower performed
a deep geo-scan of the area.

It discovered a vast
subterranean pocket ocean

beneath Xebel's sea floor.

By the Gods.

This may contain
the ruins of ancient Atlantis,

of which Arion has spoken.

Find a way into this undersea
without drawing attention.

Maintain radio silence.

News of this search
would only heighten unrest.

For the sake of all Atlantis,

we must prove or disprove
this Prophecy.

Of course, Annax.

I can't believe
you called Perdita.
You had no right.

You're missing the point, Gar.

Perdita and I are
both worried about you.

Self-medicating may help
block your pain
in the short term,

but, in the long term,

it only blocks
your healing process.

I don't need
your healing process.

Just some sleep.

Gar, please.

We learned on M'arzz

you had
underlying emotional trauma

you needed to deal with.

Hallucinating about Brion
didn't come from nowhere.

You were terrified of losing
another family member.

- And that was before...
- Before Conner died?

You can't even say it.

Maybe I'm not the one
who needs help.

Maybe I do need help,

but we're talking
about you now.

and you promised to
seek counseling
when you got back to Earth.

Because I was diagnosed by
someone posing as you
in my mind?

Like I'm going to trust that.

We still have no clue
who it was.

For all we know,
it was Conner's killer.

Fine, but now I'm saying
you're suffering
from depression,

maybe post-traumatic
stress disorder.

You have
all the classic symptoms.

Let me guess.

Sleeplessness, self-medication,

withdrawal from
normal activities,

pushing love ones away?

- Yes, you're doing all of that.
- No kidding.

I've been here before, right?

When Mom died, when Rita died,
Chief, Negative Woman,

Tula, Jason, Ted, Wally.

I survived it all.

I know the pitfalls,

and I know how to
get through this in my own way.

It's clearly different
this time.

Don't forget, I was there, Gar,

through all of it.

I've seen how strong you are,

but everyone has
a breaking point,

and you're well past yours.

You need help.

No one knows what I need
better than I do,

so just leave me alone.

Does Kaldur'ahm
not understand how close
our baby's arrival is?

What if the big day comes early
and you're not here?

I'm sure
he would rather reconsider

than have to explain
your absence

to our soon-to-be-born child.

Coral, Rodunn, my loves,

It is an honor, not a burden

that Kaldur chose me
for this mission.

I will be back
in a few short days.

Be patient,
little one.

Easy for you to say.

I will see you all again soon,
because?

We never say goodbye.

You said
you would take a break
after Orm was captured.

Well he was captured weeks ago,

and you have not slowed down.

Let someone else take
this mission.

I cannot. The King has
entrusted it to me.

In any case, I am fine.

As you are coming with
La'gaan and I,
you will see that.

On your secret mission
for the King?

- Yes.
- May I come?

I am sorry, Delphis.

You have
your volunteer work here,

and you are not trained
for such things.

If you need anything,
call my parents.

What if you need something,
Kaldur'ahm?

Thank you! Exactly.

It's a long way to jump.

Come on! Jumping is
totally your thing.

You can do this
with your eyes closed.

But, like, don't close
your eyes for real,

'cause you might miss
and fall forever
through a terrifying abyss.

I might miss anyway.
It's a long way to jump.

Dude, we'll make it.
We'll make it together.

But what's the point?

- Look at us.
- Okay, sure. We're dead.

Ghosts, phantoms, spirits, whatever.

But I don't think
we're in Heaven or in Hell.

We're in
some kind of Purgatory,

so, we have to keep moving.

Climb the mountain,
leap the chasm,
pass the test

and prove ourselves worthy.

Only way to reach
our final destination.

It's a long way
to jump.

Always is.
When it matters,
it always will be.

But we can do it.

We just need a running start.

Back again?

How many times can I tell you

I do not know
this so-called Arion?

I'm not here to
talk about Arion.

I'm here to talk about
the past.

Our past.
How far back does it go?

What are you
babbling about now?

Did Vandal Savage turn you,

or did you hate me
from the moment we met?

When I first came to Atlantis

and our mother tried to
make us a family,

were you already plotting
against me?

Oh, please, Orin. You had me
in this cell for six years.

You came to visit me
16 times.

Haven't we covered all this?

Find DNA on this
and run tests.

You want me to run tests
on your brother?

I want to run tests
to see if he is my brother.

Now I must go.

Go? You cannot go now.

- The kingdom...
- I leave our kingdom in your capable hands.

Ugh, ma'al.

I was just coming up
to get you.

For the intervention.

All right.
Let's get this over with.

Who's first?

Ah, hermano,
don't be like that.

Can't we just be cool here?

The way we made the Outsiders
cool with the world.

The world was not cool
with us metas
before the Outsiders.

- You pulled the Outsiders together.
- Yes!

Togetherness.

Symbiose, right?
Key point here.

Like, look at Windfall,
and even Livewire...

They're with the Outsiders now
'cause you inspired them.

Inspired, yes!

You inspired meta kids
all over the world.

- With your big mouth.
- Big mouth?

- His, uh, voice. Your voice!
- Your voice!

The one-of-a-kind
Garfield Logan!

We miss you, man.

We just want you
to get some help.

And like,
how bad would that be?

We all need
a little help sometimes.

That way we can all get back
to inspiring folks.

Symbiose.

Nice routine.

You have
the timing down perfect.

Now take it on the road. Next.

You can't talk to my guys
that way.

Especially because they're
our guys.

I know
you know better,
because you taught me better,

and I know
you still have more to teach.

Gar, when you went to Mars,

I thought I was
just filling in as leader.

So, okay, if you don't want to
lead again, that's fine,

but I still need my friend
and mentor back.

And that can't happen
until you help yourself.

So?

So, the leader thing,
figure it out yourself.

I did. Next.

Like you, I have long opposed
Orin's rule,

but transferring your loyalty
to this false legend...

- False legend?
- Blasphemy!

Arion is
the true king of Atlantis!

- Surrender your throne.
- To Arion!

Keep them back. Teach them duty.

The King's Watch
would silence us!

Nereus would
silence us.

We will use
the unrest in Xebel
to cover our infiltration.

Then, per
the Watchtower's intel,

we will make our way to
the Grave of Legends.

It is a holy site. Guarded.

But Nereus' Watch will be
stretched thin
dealing with the crowds.

We should be able to
work undetected.

Neptune's Beard!

Wyynde, he looks like you.

Well, some of us are
the direct descendants of
the old heroes.

The ground between
Xebel and the undersea beneath
is thinnest here.

This is where we dig.

Should not one of us
stand watch for guards?

Better to
complete the job quickly.

Arion!

You had no wish to
cause a riot,

but rioting has begun.

Xebel is in chaos.

Only you can restore peace.

No. These are matters for
Atlantis' current leaders.

Nobody will listen to them.

The riots are in your name.

Then, I will
discuss Xebel with
the High King.

Annax Orin has left the palace.

Lord Arion, our absent king
left orders

for you to remain here,

but I can sneak you out.

Will you look at this?

A poor little goldfish
has lost his way.

Your chum Kaldur'ahm
was here a month ago

and failed to find
your brother.

Nothing for you to
find here either,

except trouble.

I have some experience
with trouble.

Oh, not Ninth Tride trouble.

Your authority
means nothing here.

My loyal subjects may disagree.

Really, M'chiste,
you have nothing to fear
from Lemon Sharks,

save their teeth.

Danuuth... We need to talk.

Sorry,
did I just hear you say

you figured everything out
on your own?

'Cause no frickin' way.

Gar, you never had to
figure nothing out alone.

I was there
after you lost your mom.

It was bad. Real bad.

But you got help. From me,
from Rita, from Megan.

And 'cause of that,
you never lost your optimism,

your desire to do right,
to help people.

Like how you helped me.

I was nothing but a brain
stuck in a frickin' metal jar.

But you showed me

the only jar holding me back
was the one I put myself in.

You set me free.

And then our little Doom Patrol
had to go and make
the ultimate sacrifice,

'cause that's what
us heroes do, right?

Rita, Chief, Val... gone.
Game over.

Then they found
my friggin' head

at the bottom of that river
and woke me up.

My only thought was that
I should've died too.

And again, you were there.

Convinced me that
my survivin' was a gift.

The last gift I could give them
that's gone.

That Garfield Logan
would never have abandoned
his friends,

his family, or the world,
like you're doing now.

So if you think
I'm going to sit back

and let you
lock your brain away

in this Premiere Building jar,

well, you got
another thing coming, kid.

You came back from the dead
to give that speech?

Next.

You having a good time?

It's easy,

almost fun to dismiss
all these people who love you.

Easier and more fun than

actually dealing with
your problems,

than actually
facing your grief.

But you're not
the only one grieving,

the only one hurting.

I can't help you
if you withdraw from
everyone you care about,

including me.

And you can't help me either.

And I need you, Gar.

I need my brother.

I'm sorry.

I don't want to be needed.

I can't take
being needed anymore,

so stop telling me
how to fix myself.

I'm doing this my way. Alone.

Next.

Oh, wait, that's everyone.

The end.

Fine, but there's one
thing you can't do alone.

Black Lightning made
annual mental health checks mandatory.

Yours is past due.

So unless you're prepared to
permanently leave the Team,

the Justice League
and the Outsiders,

you have to attend
one therapy session
with Black Canary.

All right, Kon-El.
On your feet.

Time to make your next jump.

Easy for you to say.
You can fly.

Besides, what's the use?

I'm nearly out of asteroids.

They don't
lead anywhere anyway.

I know what you're gonna say.

Never give up. There are people
who love and need me.

I just need to
believe in myself
the way they do,

but it's hopeless.

Come on, Kal,
you don't play fair.

Please I'm all about fair play.

Come on. I'll go first.

Kal!

Stop it. Stop!

No.

- What was that?
- This way. Over here.

- Too close.
- I recognize that show of light.

Because light shows are
totally my thing.

Delphis,
would you like to join
our mission?

Mm, I believe I already have.

Wow. Did we know
the head up there
had a body down here?

Cave in!

Go, go!

Kaldur, your drill.

Shield yourselves!

Moded.

- Kaldur...
- I am fine, Wyynde.

So, no turning back then?

No. No turning back.

We can dig our way out
when ready.

But we have
a mission to complete
for our king.

It is as I feared, Mera.

The Orm
currently in our prison,

spoke of our 16 visits together
during his prior incarceration.

Visits that never happened.

I did go to the prison
16 times,

but each time,
I chose to depart
without seeing him.

A fact this Orm did not know.

I tracked down my brother's
former lieutenant, Danuuth,

who confirmed my suspicions.

Before we captured this Orm,

Danuuth spend a month with him.

He said Orm's memories
of events

after the true Ocean Master
was imprisoned,

were spotty, at best.

So Danuuth came to believe
this Orm was an imposter.

Not surprising, Annax.

This new Orm
is a clone of the original.

It was good work.

If I had not been
looking for it,
I would not have found it.

But why clone Orm?
Where is your actual brother?

And what is his
and the Light's game?

I am not sure,

but I still suspect
the simultaneous arrivals

of both the clone Orm
and the Prophecy's savior

cannot be a coincidence.

I need to have
another chat with Lord Arion.

Then we have a problem.

Arion has disappeared,
as has Chian.

No one saw them leave,
and no one knows
where they went.

When Forager
looks back on Forager's journey

to Class Valedictorian,

Forager sees
Forager's greatest lessons

came not only from
Forager's books and teachers,

but also from
Forager's identity as Fred Bugg
with two Gs.

Forager was once
just a frightened larva,

foraging for friendship
and a future far from home.

To blend in
among the Earth drones,

Forager became Fred Bugg
with two Gs.

Eventually, Forager felt
Fred Bugg with two Gs
was a lie,

and a problem,
but problems can be lessons.

And this lesson taught Forager

that Fred Bugg with two Gs,

was actually
Forager's pupa stage,

readying Forager
to metamorphosize

into a new Bug with one G,

a true Outsider,
proudly standing up and out

for all of Forager's
Earth Hive!

So, now,
Forager gratefully urges

his Happy Harbor
High School Hive
Graduating Class

to learn from
Forager's lesson of Gs,

both two and one.

Stand up, stand out, metamorphosize

and forage the future!

Graduation!